“Gonna take my time with you.” My lips grazed her ear. “Let you feel every inch as I stretch your sweet pussy. Make sure you remember exactly who did it to you.”
The bedroom door swung open beneath the weight of my palm, slamming softly against the wall behind it, the echo reverberating through my chest. The room was dimly lit, and Hadley’s breath caught against my throat when I kicked the door closed behind us with a decisive thud.
I pinned her back against the cool wood of the closed door, the weight of my body caging her in completely. I kept my hold tight but careful, aware of every inch of her softness pressed against the hard lines of my chest. The rise and fall of her tits brushed against me, making me growl low in my throat.
Fuck, I was barely holding on.
My mouth crashed down over hers. Each stroke of my tongue branded her deeper, leaving no doubt who she belonged to. She tasted sweet and warm, the soft gasp that left her mouth breaking open the last lingering shred of restraint I’d fought to keep.
“Feel how fucking hard I am for you, Hadley?” I growled against her lips, my voice gritty. “What you do to me?”
She whimpered softly, her fingers tightening in my shirt, pulling me closer. Her hips shifted instinctively, pressing into the aching thickness straining against my jeans. Every slightmovement of her body set fire to my nerve endings, making my cock pulse and throb harder with the raw need to bury myself inside her.
“You’re gonna take every inch of me, aren’t you, baby. Gonna feel me deep inside this sweet, soaked little pussy, stretching you and making you mine.”
Hadley’s breath hitched at my words, her body shuddering as she clung tighter to me. The small, desperate movements she made against me drove me closer to the edge. My hand slid under her thigh, gripping firmly to pull her leg higher around my waist, grinding my cock against her more deliberately.
“You like knowing how fucking desperate you make me?” My mouth moved down her throat, nipping and licking along the delicate skin, tasting the sweetness of her and savoring every helpless gasp she made. “Bet you’ve never been this wet in your entire fucking life.”
Her head tipped back against the door, her eyes hazy with need. I trailed open-mouthed kisses down her throat, feeling the rapid beat of her pulse under my tongue. Her scent filled my head, fanning the flames of my intense hunger even higher. I wanted her trembling, begging, and completely at my mercy.
“Tell me,” I demanded softly, my mouth brushing against her ear. “How much do you fucking need me?”
“Thayer.” Hadley’s voice was barely above a whisper, every trace of her usual control gone. “Please.”
The plea tore through me, and I pressed even closer. “That’s right, beg for my cock, baby.”
Her hips rolled instinctively, seeking friction and driving me closer to madness. I slid a palm up to cup one breast, feeling the silky warmth of her bare skin beneath my touch, her body trembling at the sensation. I gripped her hip firmly with the other, holding her tightly against me to let her feel exactly how badly I wanted her.
“Can’t wait to watch you come undone beneath me.”
She clung tighter to my shirt, her gaze lifting to mine. My chest tightened at the vulnerability there. And at the intensity of what was building between us.
Her fingers drifted from my chest up to my jaw, feather-light and cautious, as though she was afraid I might pull away. The hesitation in her touch made me pause, despite the hunger blazing fiercely through every inch of my body.
I felt something shift within me, a fierce protectiveness tightening around my chest as I drew back slightly to meet her gaze.
Vulnerability shimmered beneath the need in her green orbs. Something important lingered on the tip of her tongue, and my gut tightened with anticipation as I brushed the pad of my thumb gently along her lower lip.
“I haven’t done this before,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. Her throat moved as she swallowed, and the blush deepened across her delicate features. “I’m…I’m a virgin.”
Everything in me froze, heat flooding my veins with such force that it nearly dropped me to my knees. My fingers tightened briefly on her hips, instinctively steadying myself against the revelation as possessiveness surged through me with a strength that was almost brutal. No one had ever touched her, and the sheer weight of that realization ignited a savage rush deep within my chest.
“Fuck, baby.” My eyes were locked onto hers with an intensity I didn’t bother to mask. “You’re untouched?”
She nodded slowly, watching me as her fingers trembled slightly where they rested against my jaw. The uncertainty in her eyes almost undid me. She was afraid that her admission might somehow make me reconsider. As though it could dim the fire between us. But her confession had the opposite effect. It was gasoline tossed onto a wildfire.
“You think that’s gonna make me stop?” My thumb skimmed her swollen bottom lip, parting it gently. “It just makes me want you even fucking more. All that means is that I get to be the first man who claims you. The only man who ever touches you.”
Her body trembled, and the vulnerability in her eyes shifted to a longing that tightened the need inside me even further. I took a breath, fighting hard to regain some measure of restraint. “But I’m not gonna ruin you against this door in thirty fucking seconds, Hadley. Gonna go easy, for now. Don’t wanna break you on your first fucking ride.”
A flush deepened over her face, her lashes fluttering as she struggled to breathe evenly beneath the weight of my promise. Her fingers gripped tighter at my jaw, holding me in place, and the innocent heat radiating from her nearly made my head spin. I fought to steady myself, my voice dropping to a rough, dangerous whisper.
“Don’t get it twisted, though. I’m still gonna fuck you. Gonna make you feel every fucking inch of me.” Her body pressed closer, and I tightened my hand on her hip, grinding her against me. “I might make sure you can still walk tomorrow, but you’ll feel me with every step you take.”
“I want you, Thayer.” She held my gaze steadily, her voice barely above a whisper, but unshakably certain.
That destroyed any remaining thread of patience I’d been clinging to. Something feral and unhinged was unleashed inside me, erasing everything but her.
